When the carpenter concluded his recital, Jonathan was for a moment lost in reflection. She seemed to assume that it must certainly be something she had said. ” She stopped buttoning her glove, and looked at him. 4. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. That’s how it takes me. You are afraid of the warmth in your blood.
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